I have lost two cheese graters in my life, both of which I lost while moving. My parents have lost three cheese graters, two while moving.
Cheese graters + moving = land of lost things.
So I'm heading over the world where all the inexplicably lost stuff goes. Can I grab y'all anything?
Thanks, Skald, I found it! I was looking for my 2009 tax booklets and forms in a box of papers this past weekend. Inside a plastic grocery bag with half a ream of high quality printer paper, there it was! Now, how’d it get in there? I’m assuming, based on my original post, I must have taken the paper somewhere to do some special printing and on my home, took off the tie and stuck in the bag with the paper to keep it from getting mussed or stained inside my satfchel.
Or Skald is sneaking into my house returning the stuff he picked up in Lostville item by item.
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The heirloom amethyst pendant an ex gave me. I’ve never been so devastated to lose anything since childhood.
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The scarf I bought in Copenhagen that ended up sacrificed to the Election Gods while dropping vote-at cards during the by-election in Hochelaga. Okay, not devastating, but still irritating. It was purple and black striped and very comfortable.
What is it about cheese graters? I bought a cheese grater, brought it home, and stuck it in a drawer in the kitchen. The very next day, it’s dinner time, and I’m all set to use it, and it’s gone. Where could it have possibly gone? I went and bought a new one, and the old one never turned up, it was like I never bought it.
Interrogate everyone who lives in your house - one of them may be the culprit. It never fails to amaze me, the things of mine people walk off with for some nefarious purpose.
I did find my Square Meals cookbook that was missing for months! It was in a closet with the board games.
I can’t say for sure on account of having lost my diary for last month, but maybe. Check inside your skull. Is there a microscopic but surprisingly powerful explosive device implanted in your medulla oblongata? 'Cause in that case, yeah, I probably sneaked into your house at some point.
Two things if possible. One sentimental, and one just confusing.
I lost my Grandmother’s engagement ring in college. She had given it to me for my 15th birthday and I wore it all the time. I specifically remember removing it at work one day, (when I was 21) and putting it in my locker. We were doing a store cleaning and I didn’t want the bleach to ruin the ring. I put it in my locker. I locked my locker. I came back after my shirt. I opened my locker. I found my purse, my cell phone, my keys, but not my Grandmothers ring. I never saw it again. I would love to have it back.
The second item is a wallet that I bought a few weeks ago. Decided on a whim to buy a new wallet. Remember getting in the car with the bag. Remember putting the bag with the wallet on the dashboard. That is the last recollection I have. I never got to use it. It just dissapeared!
In the 70’s my Mom gave the book The Day they H-Bombed Los Angeles to the church rummage sale. I really liked that book.
About two dozen mismatched white socks. Lincoln’s lost speech (Lincoln's Lost Speech - Wikipedia). And the CIA memos that authoritatively state what happened to Judge Crater, Amelia Earhart and Jimmy Hoffa. Thanks!
My daughter’s new cell phone. Just lost this afternoon. Thanks.
The rather large wooden icebox that used to live in my parents basement after the got an actual fridge. I remember it from the big family picnics. It took two uncles to carry the thing. One day, well into adulthood, I realized that it was gone. Nobody knows where.
I’m also missing a locket that I threw at a boyfriend when I was about sixteen. He didn’t take it and we were in my room at the time. Never did find it.
She was worried about you and all the crazy stuff you were reading.
Uhm… could you find the last 3 cockrings I’ve lost? They keep disappearing. I even looked in the beer kegging stuff to see if I mistook any for gaskets, but no. I’m not going to ask the kids if they’ve seen them!
Did you find that kitty yet?
The hairclip I bought on my trip to Italy. It was surely a king among hair accessories. Solid, metallic, heavy, virtually indestructible, strong enough to clamp my mane of curls firmly into place without breaking a sweat. And it was beautiful too - black as night, studded with glittering dark stones, an ornate pattern of swirls and flowers and vines. I took it off while I went swimming one day then it was gone when I came back.
So yeah, it’d be great if you could fetch it for me.